Thursday, February 28, 2008

Are you kidding me?!

Check this out.
What is WRONG with people? This is even worse than those stupid decals that have little stick figures for every member of your family... and your dogs if you are really crazy. First, why, in this world of fraud and identity theft, would you advertise to strangers to know your name? Come on Travis and Lindy... On top of that, this car is parked in its covered spot, labeled with their house number. So now people know where Travis and Lindy live, their first names, what kind of car they drive, and the license plate.

Second, it's totally lame. It's like rednecks who get tatoos of their third wife's name on their butt. Or those custom license plates like the one I saw tonight that said AXCELR8R. It was a Mazda sports car of some kind, but really? Not only do you have to get a stupid sports car to make up for whatever insecurity you've got, you have to flaunt it even more by pointing out that sports cars are supposed to go fast... oh brother...

Anyway, thought I'd share the photo... and rant for a bit.

Saturday, February 23, 2008


...I have nothing new to report... Except maybe this new email group I've been invited to. A bunch of friends of mine who are also stuck in front of a computer all day have decided to email each other all day long. It's a nice distraction, especially while work is so slow right now. And it's also getting me all sorts of music to listen to at work, because everyone has music at work, and finds it necessary to share songs that are particularly applicable to the conversation.

I know, I'm boring. But I at least should give you a picture to think about. So here it is.

I don't have much else to tell y'all about, but hope ya have a happy weekend!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The definition of insanity

A couple of weeks ago, I had plans for two get-togethers at my place. One was to enjoy LOST, the other to watch a movie. To advertise, I sent out a mass email and a mass text. I have used these methods to recruit people to attend various other events, and have found them to be quite ineffective. But I still used them.

And the grand total attending my LOST party: Three, including me. (Thanks for coming Tiffany and Katey! You guys are great. And don't even worry about the spill, it's completely gone. I don't think my roommates even know anything happened.)

The grand total attending movie night: Three, including me. (Thanks for coming Emma and Jenni! The company was even better than the smoothies!!)

So why do I keep using this method to get people to come to crap? It obviously doesn't work, and you inevitably get people whining about how they didn't get the opportunity to ignore your invite. So not only is your party poorly attended, you've lost some friends. I understand that the content and purpose of the get-together is of key importance (some may not endure David Bowie in tights, awe-inspiring eye makeup, and sweet 80s hair, even if Jennifer Connelley is a lifelong crush), but why won't anyone come? Any ideas? Or ideas on how I can more effectively invite people to stuff? Why didn't YOU, dear reader, come to my party? :-(

Saturday, February 9, 2008

I've been duped

With just one single purchase, I've been completely had. Let me explain.

A couple weeks ago, a coworker of mine told me about some famous popcorn made in the fair city of Chicago. It's so good, people wait in long lines to get it, it's been on Oprah's Favorite Things list twice, and is lovingly revered by Halle Berry. More importantly, I asked my good friend Brookey about it (she's from Chicago), and she says it's great.

Well, I looked at prices online and they were a little out of control. But with such great endorsements, I was still intrigued. Add to this that the brand name of this popcorn is Garrett and you can have it shipped to you in an orange tin, and I was sold. I talked to the coworker who told me about the popcorn, we ordered some, and had it sent to work. I'm not going to tell you how much it cost, but here's a picture of the tin.

I have to admit, that's a freakin' awesome tin. And really, I have to keep telling myself that, because it's the best part.

I don't mean to discredit Oprah, Halle, or even Brookey, but this popcorn is just ok. Have a look see.

It's basically a step up from the ten dollar tins you can get at Christmastime. I guess that must be why they like it, but I thought it was only ok. I think the real reason I was not as impressed is because I paid so friggin' much for it. And in defense of Oprah, Halle, and Brookey, my popcorn was not really fresh, having been shipped from Chicago seven days after it was made. I'd still be willing to give the popcorn a shot if I ever visit, but local prices better be a little more reasonable.

Luckily, my coworker and I shared the cost, and I got to keep the tin. So I don't feel quite as screwed as I could have been, but it's still a little embarrassing. So, anyone have any ideas of what I can do with this sweet orange tin that bares my name?

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

I heart LOST

No, really, I do. I know there are a few of you out there that hate the "I heart" thing, but I'm a big fan of it. And I'm an even bigger fan of LOST (which you can see on ABC Thursday nights 9 - 8 central or online at

I am so into the crazy show that I sent a mass email in a sans-serif font announcing a little get together to watch the season four premiere at my place. I even created my own Dharma rations to celebrate.

I'd love to claim that all the Dharma labels were my idea, but I sorta stole it from Emma, who had a LOST party for last season's finale.

There are a lot of people out there that don't get the show, but I think it's great. The back stories are all very interesting, the characters actually have some depth, and I'm intrigued by the mystery of how their lives have intertwined and how they've all been drawn together. Then there's the island and all its mysteries. I'm really hooked.

I know that the show has gotten a little weirder with each season, but I'm still addicted. I even realize when I'm trying to explain the plot or summarize the show to non-watchers that it sounds a little hokey. (All these people crashed on an island. Their lives are inter-related, but it's unclear how or why. These numbers, 4 - 8 - 15 - 16 - 23 - 42, seem to be real important. The island can heal people, like Locke who was a paraplegic, and Rose who had cancer. Oh, and there's this weird smoke monster... and even weirder "others" that live on the island, but don't want people to know about it... lost you already, huh? Pun intended...) But I don't care. There were even a few things that happened during the premiere episode this season that bug me and I don't even care about them (like the Oceanic 6... I don't care. I don't really care who made it back, I care what is going on on the island. I'm sure I'll find out who those six are, but I want to know why pregnant women die and how the crap did Locke's dad get on the island!), but I'll still watch. I own seasons one, two, and three, and I'm sure I'll own every season. And I'm crossing my fingers that the stupid writer's strike will end so my favorite show won't suffer! I love all the twists and turns and character development! Makes it hard to watch if you've never seen an episode before, but it's good stuff.

Basically, this post is just to share with you all that I will be unavailable Thursday nights. But if you don't have anything better to do, you can come over. And I'll try my best to explain what the hell is going on...